My life cycle began on January 12, 1945, seven months before the end of WWII, in Emlenton, Pennsylvania, a town with about 800 souls, where generations of my father’s family lived and died. Emlenton, which is slightly separated from the hills of northwestern Pennsylvania, offered a few distractions outside, so we relied heavily on our own ideas and natural resources around us. Swimming pools along Richey Run Creek, an Indian cave beneath the city cemetery, and long walks on the railway tracks that followed along the Allegheny River provided much entertainment and diversion. Our lives were centered on paper routes, baseball, pinball machines, hotdogs, French fries, few stores, dances, dating, cold winters, including basketball, deer hunting, and wool catching. We were, science-loving youth likes built dummy rockets, home-made engines, crystal radios, moonlight, and motorcycles that provided lifelong memories. Shared stories are sometimes humorous, hurtful, and often misrepresented. Emlenton seemed magical, and those times now seem absurd. That’s where I grew up, and this book is about the time, place, people, and events that shaped my age in the 1950s.
Coming of Age
This is an autobiography of Gary Ashbaugh. He has beautifully described the era of the 1950’s , the prosperity and peace after world war ii. This book has given access to its readers to the life of small-town and feels how they lived, personal growth during the transition from adolescence to adulthood.
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